Текст песни The Birth of The True

Words and music by Roddy Frame
I feel the magic that our time has traced,
And make a point of it in every place.
But every place deserves a curse or two,
For making me so far away from you.

I saw some pictures of the world at war,
I couldn't suss what all the fuss was for,
I wear a picture of you wearing black,
And kissing me behind the butler's back.

Sometimes I get down,
But it's not you that gets me down,
It's just the sense of the impossible,
Gratuitously handed down.

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But oh no, not you, don't wipe your eyes over lies,Aztec Camera - The Birth of The True - http://ru.motolyrics.com/aztec-camera/the-birth-of-the-true-lyrics.html
Just let them shine their blue,
On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable,
And the birth of the true.

I'd sack the world and make a second start,
I'd sack my head until I found my heart,
I'd fill the distance with a red parade,
And burn the banks down while the bugles played.

Sometimes I get down,
But it's not you that gets me down,
It's just the sense of the impossible,
Gratuitously handed down.

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Aztec Camera The Birth Of The True